“I never liked rollercoasters. They were always too intense, as if the slow climb of life wasn’t quite enough for some people. But I’ll admit that nothing quite comes close to the moment when you reach the summit of the track, feeling the air and the quiet settle before the enormous heave of a machine pulling you downwards, wind sailing your hair. This gem from Mountain Doom starts with a rush, punctured by lackadaisical singing, musing on the favourite subject of slackers – boredom and how to escape it through dreams and wandering. Half-way through the song shows its legs with a sprawling instrumental section, a slow-climb of its own, one that never quite gets back to the top” (doubledenimrecords.com)